Our Voice

"The Lock"
by boy bob

Click -- it's a gentle sound
Baptized in fire and blood
the chain is placed around a neck
Click -- it's a quiet sound
A metal bar placed through the ends of the chain
locks itself in place inside a metal box

Click -- it's an anxious sound
Heard only by two, one standing one kneeling
     their worlds will be forever changed
Click -- it's a calming sound
Two souls come together, binding completely becoming one
     united by a total and unrelenting trust

Click -- one becomes owner, one becomes owned
One accepts the ultimate in responsibility
     taking total control of another's body and soul
Click -- one becomes keeper, one gives away all
One freely and willingly without any question
     gives every fiber of his being in submission to the other

Click -- two come together, two become one
Melting together in a love so complete
it's impossible to tell what part came from which
Click -- two lives join, intertwined as one
As one becomes Master
and one becomes slave.

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About the author:

boy bob was Mr. North Carolina Leather 96, South East Drummer 96 and Panther Prowl boy 95/96 and continues to serve as scribe for the Tarheel Leather Club. He is under lifetime contract to Grand Master Doug Harris of the Sanctuary of a Dark Angel. They are in a 24/7 Master/slave relationship and together are committed to promoting a sense of community among people dedicated to the lifestyle.

"On Silence" "Daddy Max" Stipe	"The Lock" boy bob	"Unity?" anon.
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